Play Nice – Ilana Charnelle

Seven, he wouldn’t look me in the eyes
‘You know what that means!’
Isn’t that nice
Eighteen, watching them all break the ice
Waiting for my turn
Ooh, that’d be nice

They say ‘Ooh, a nice thing like love’s gotta hurt you
That’s just the way that it works, true
Love, yeah, it stings and it cries’
I’m in the business of taking my spent tears
Turning them into your worst fears
Trust me, you will pay the price
Some girls don’t like to play nice

Twenty-two, nearly died for you
Coz love is sacrifice
Isn’t that nice
Now I’m past my prime
Right, I’ve missed my time
But I’ve got better shit to do
Than look real nice and play with you

They say ‘Ooh, a nice thing like love’s gotta hurt you
That’s just the way that it works, true
Love, yeah, it stings and it cries’
I’m in the business of taking my spent tears
Turning them into your worst fears
Trust me, you will pay the price
Some girls don’t like to play nice

I’m in the business of taking my spent tears
Turning them into your worst fears
Trust me, you will pay the price
Some girls don’t like to play nice